Zhang Guifei was a famous talented woman in Ming Xia before entering the palace, and she could get the first prize at the spring banquet and poetry meeting every year.

After entering the palace, she had a lot less fun, watching others paint and write poems was barely the same, and every time the concubine's banquet was always indispensable, poetry and painting competitions were indispensable, so the guests were also prepared.

The prizes are precious, but if you can get the praise of the concubine herself, that is the most important thing.

The palace maid placed a thick wad of paper on the concubine's table.

Zhang Guifei stretched out her hand with red gold armor and took a stack and asked Bai Wanying beside her to help her watch it.

Each one of them has been worked on, and it is half a moment that she can't choose to take it better.

Zhang Guifei's Jiang Fu was a little confused, and she couldn't tell the concubine's attitude towards Bai Wanying for a while.

brought her to her side as a maid, obviously trying to temper her, but letting her help read the poems looked like she wanted to train her.

Jiang Fu thought about it and subconsciously turned the teacup in his hand.

"Niangniang, this poem is very well written, please take a look at it."

After Bai Wanying looked at a few of them, she suddenly handed one of the poems to Zhang Guifei.

"I came to the autumn pond to do medicine, but I didn't know that the pond was sick. These two sentences are really well written, let me see who is so good at writing. ”

Zhang Guifei flipped over the paper in her hand, and when she saw the three words "Wu Mingyu" written on the back, she smiled and paused slightly.

Wu Mingyu's straw bag, can he write such a good poem?

Thinking like this in her heart, Zhang Guifei's smile faded, and she casually praised:

"It turned out to be Miss Wu, I haven't heard that your writing is so outstanding before, according to the opinion of this palace, if there is no accident, this poem should be the first."

When everyone heard the concubine's words, they all looked at Wu Mingyu, who was sitting beside Jiang Fu.

She raised her chin proudly, nodded to the other ladies with a smile, and looked at Jiang Fu proudly.

Jiang Fu was going to be laughed at by her.

What is this sister showing??

Who in the entire capital doesn't know, if Wu Mingyu ranks second in the matter of no culture, then no one dares to rank first!

Eighty percent of them were written for her by someone who didn't know where to find them.

Looking at Zhang Guifei's eyes just now, she must have known it, but she was just too lazy to demolish her, and she was still grinding in this bare ass.

Jiang Fu thought funny, but suddenly stunned when she smiled.

And so on············· If she found a substitute to write, where did she get the title?

This question was quickly answered, because Bai Wanhe handed another piece of paper to Zhang Guifei in the next second.

"Mother, there's another poem here, but ······

The concubine was only shallow and couldn't see through it, and asked the mother to see it herself. ”

Bai Wanying said and handed over the paper, and while presenting it to the concubine, she also looked towards Jiang Fu.

Jiang Fu frowned and looked up, and happened to meet her eyes, and her heart jumped subconsciously.

The lightning and stone fire connected Wu Mingyu's leakage, the person who helped her behind the scenes······· Could it be Bai Wanying?

Good guy, the two women who hate themselves the most have gotten together, is this still good?

Fortunately, it must not be good, Bai Wanying just sent the paper to Zhang Guifei's hand, and the concubine's face changed in a moment, and she became gloomy in an instant.

She turned the paper over with an unkind face, and when she saw the name on it, her eyes were full of surprise, and she said with a mountain rain in her tone:

"Last night, the west wind withered the green trees, and I went up to the tall building alone, looking at the end of the world········ Miss Jiang, what do you mean by that? ”

The three words "alone", "exhaustion", and "withering" can make people unhappy.

Jiang Fu was named and was not surprised at all.

Wu Mingyu looked at Jiang Fu standing up with a playful expression, thinking that she would hand in such an unfortunate poem on the good day of the concubine, and see that the concubine still disposed of her ruthlessly.

Bai Wanying seemed to be afraid that the concubine would not be angry enough, and added fuel and vinegar to the side:

"The concubine heard that the Jiang Mansion had just rejected the Chen Shilang family recently, and Miss Jiang must have been unhappy, so she was upset and said such an unlucky thing to upset the mother.

I believe that Miss Jiang must not have deliberately cursed Niangniang for losing her favor and being alone, and asked Niangniang to be light. ”

Good guy, before the concubine could say anything, she began to lose her hair lightly, as if Jiang Fu had committed some crime.

When the attendants behind him heard Bai Wanying's words, they looked at Jiang Fu eagerly, and just waited for the concubine to say a word, they would take her down and torture her.

Jiang Fu thought a lot in his mind for a moment, if he didn't get back to this, he would inevitably have a meal.

She thought about it for a long time, and finally thought that Zhang Songying once said that when Zhang Guifei never left the cabinet again, she said that she wanted to be a female official.

Jiang Fu blessed her body, had an idea in her heart, looked up at Zhang Guifei and said:

"Back to Niangniang, the courtiers heard the west wind outside the courtyard last night, and the leaves of the plane trees in the courtyard were blown off, and she couldn't help but sigh in her heart, thinking that she was so small, just like this plane tree, she couldn't withstand the wind and waves.

But I suddenly thought of Niangniang, as a model of women, Niangniang's identity is precious, even the storm must not be able to shake Niangniang, when the courtier girl is like a sycamore in the wind is blown down, presumably Niangniang is looking at the world on a high-rise building, which makes people envious.

Therefore, if I feel the feeling and write such a poem, if I provoke the displeasure of the mother, it is indeed the sin of the courtier. ”

When Zhang Guifei heard this, she couldn't see anything on her expression, she just looked at Jiang Fu's eyes, as if she wanted to see her heart.

But Wu Mingyu couldn't hold his breath, jumped out and mottled:

"What you say is too far-fetched, Niangniang's holy favor is rich, even if she looks down on the world, she has His Majesty by her side, isn't it a curse for Niangniang to fall out of favor by going to a tall building alone?"

Wu Mingyugou jumped over the wall in a hurry, and even said the word "out of favor", which made the other concubines present gasp.

This kind of indiscriminate brawning regardless of the occasion is as bad as talking about the dead during the New Year.

Zhang Guifei frowned imperceptibly, and then waved her hand:

"Since Miss Wu sat down and was talked about last time, someone came to move Miss Jiang's actions to the palace, and the palace thought she was very interesting when she spoke."

As soon as these words came out, all the ladies looked at Jiang Fu with envy and jealousy, and began to speculate in whispers whether she deliberately went off the rails in order to win the favor of the concubine.

Wu Mingyu was reprimanded lightly, and suddenly looked like a duck whose neck had been stepped on, and he couldn't say anything when he wanted to be defended by himself, so he could only sit down stupidly, knowing that he was scolded by the concubine like this, and he took his head for nothing today.

It's good not to become the laughing stock in the mouths of the ladies, where does it come from!

Jiang Fu sat beside Zhang Guifei without arrogance or impatience, and squeezed Bai Wanying, who was originally standing beside her, aside.

Zhang Guifei asked Xue Yan to pour tea for her personally, pointed to her chin and looked at the ladies who were chatting below, as if talking to her, and thought as if she was talking to herself:

"I like to watch them talk, they talk about freedom, but the words are all shackles, and even the script is not so exciting."

After speaking, he looked at Jiang Fu.

"You are right, if a woman pins her hopes on others, she can only choose to please and wait, and only when she pins her hopes on herself can she become truly strong.

It may be a little ridiculous for me to say such a thing, but I really want to understand why A-Ying likes you. ”

Jiang Fu pulled out a well-behaved smile, when she didn't show her edge, she laughed like a neighbor's soft little tuanzi sister.

Zhang Guifei didn't eat her set, and continued:

"But you're too smart for Hongu to like.

This palace has no objection to Ah Ying associating with you, but if you let her suffer any harm, then this palace will definitely not spare you.

A-Ying doesn't have any scheming, if you can promise Bengong to protect her, then Bengong can make you a wish, as long as it's not too excessive, Bengong can help you realize it. ”

Jiang Fu's eyes lit up when she heard this, hey, pies will really fall from the sky!

If a man sits on a table, and bread comes from heaven, if he does not open his mouth to eat, is he not a fool?

"The courtier Xie Niangniang loves her, and she must get along well with A-Ying."

Jiang Fu unilaterally announced that Zhang Songying is her own ancestor from today onwards, and as soon as she goes home, she will make a board to offer to her, and the offering table will be placed next to the thief Guanyin Niangniang!

Zhang Guifei was very satisfied with her attitude and asked Xue Yan to serve her snacks.

Jiang Fu realized that she only had a cup of tea on the table, it turned out that the concubine was thinking that if she was disobedient, she would not give food?

Bai Wanying, who was behind her, seemed to be stimulated by the harmonious atmosphere between the two, and couldn't maintain the calm expression on her face, so she told the concubine for her guilt, and went down to change her clothes first.

Seeing Bai Wanying leave the table, Jiang Fu, who still remembered the hatred of changing paintings before, hurriedly excused herself to go to the toilet and quietly retreated.

"What do you want to do all the way with me?"

Bai Wanying noticed her as soon as she came out of the courtyard of the concubine, so she specially picked a path that was inaccessible and walked all the way to the back of the rockery in the garden, before she called her out.

Jiang Fu walked out from behind a big rock in the rockery, and did not give her a false and wrongful snake, and said directly:

"You changed my painting."

Bai Wanying was angry in her heart, and her attitude towards speaking was also cold:

"Miss Jiang doesn't want to bite people without evidence, and you have to salute in front of me, how the Jiang family raised their daughter? So rude, spurting blood in one mouth? ”

Jiang Fu pursed her lips and didn't speak, she really had no evidence.

Bai Wanying saw that she didn't say anything, and a trace of smugness arose in her heart.

She is not the little show girl who is bullied now, even if she is a slave in front of the concubine, but in front of a little official girl, she is the emperor's concubine and the master!

"It is said that dragons give birth to dragons and phoenixes, and children of mice will make holes, just look at Miss Jiang's style, I am afraid that your Jiang family's family history is so annoying.

Oh, I'm a straight talker, Miss Jiang, don't mind. ”

Bai Wanying said that people don't mind, but her expression was scornful, and she expected that her current identity was pressing on Jiang Fu's head, and she could only obediently accept her own reprimand.

Aren't these people accustomed to using power to oppress others?

I also let her taste the feeling of being oppressed by the powerful today!